It was a bruise left high up after being slapped. Meng Hao looked at the bruise on Yan'er's face. He didn't say anything, but at this moment, the chill emanating from his body surged into the sky and roared.

In all directions, it was like heaven and earth were angry, like the sky roaring, and the whole world was trembling.

The earth shattered with a crackling sound, and the previously collapsed mountain peaks seemed to have been wiped away and turned into fly ash. A strong and indescribable pressure suddenly spread.

Around Meng Hao, the young man was spurting out blood and his body was directly rolled up. There was also the Taoist priest. After a mouthful of blood spurted out, it was as if his knees were about to break. He knelt down while trembling.

The father and son were like this, and all the monks around them suddenly knelt down at this moment and under the pressure.

Thousands of monks knelt down one after another. They couldn't hold on. The anger contained in the world and the coldness coming from Meng Hao's body formed a strong oppression!

This oppression was unbearable for everyone. Even the ancestor of Chifeng in the distance, with his eight-source supreme power and his cultivation level that could break through to nine-source at any time, could not hold on at this moment.

It seemed like... there was a big hand coming from the sky, trying to slap... Just like someone else slapped Yan'er, it slapped the entire eighth sect, without even Meng Hao taking action, just with coercion, as if to slap the entire eighth sect.

Eight sects, erased from this vast star!!

"Nine... Lord Nine..." The Taoist Master's voice was trembling at this moment. He had to speak. If he didn't speak again, his whole body would be destroyed physically and mentally by this pressure!

Almost at the moment he opened his mouth, the color of the entire sky changed, and figures roared in from all directions. They appeared in an instant at a very fast speed. It was the old headmaster and several other Nine Origin Supremes.

As for the young man in gold robe and Sha Jiudong, these two people also showed their figures at this moment. Everyone stood in the air and looked down hesitantly, but no one made a sound.

Including the old man in charge, they had no doubt that Meng Hao at this moment really wanted to destroy the Eighth Sect.

And their eyes all fell on Yan'er, their eyes flashing thoughtfully.

Meng Hao also didn't care about the arrival of these people. He had already figured it out a long time ago. There are no secrets in this world. Whether you know it or not, looking at the past in his current state of mind, it is indeed true that

It doesn't matter.

"Who hit you?" Meng Hao looked at Yan'er. Before Yan'er could say anything, Meng Hao's gaze fell on the young man.

"Is it him?" After Meng Hao finished speaking, the young man gained strength from nowhere and let out a shrill roar. His body struggled to retreat. With every step he took, blood spurted out from his whole body.

"I didn't mean it, I...I don't know her, I...I..." The young man trembled, almost begging for mercy. He was really scared, scared to the extreme, even more intense than Yan'er's previous feelings.

times.

He never dreamed that he was just traveling once, but just like before, he just took a fancy to a furnace. He had done too many things before, but this time... he actually... actually caused such a thing.

A huge disaster.

At this moment, he hated his protector so much that he wished he could bite her to death. He clearly remembered that the protector told him that this woman... he could enjoy it with peace of mind.

If not for these words, how could he possibly provoke such a woman with such a powerful background that it was impossible to form a relationship.

His heart was filled with absurdity, and he even felt that Yan'er, you clearly have such a background, you... why don't you tell me, just say one thing, no matter you believe it or not, with your own character, you will get evidence

, but what he hates most is that you obviously have a great background and can kill his own lineage with just one sentence, but... you don't say it!!

The young man's grievance at this moment has reached the extreme, but before he could finish speaking, Yan'er was already staring at him and speaking loudly.

"That's him!!"

Yan'er's words were like a death sentence, causing the young man's eyes to darken. At the same time, Meng Hao raised a finger with his right hand. This finger instantly exuded murderous intent, and in an instant, he pointed it at the center of the young man's eyebrows.

With a bang, the young man's eyebrows were shattered and exploded in an instant. When his flesh and blood were blurred, his body and soul were destroyed.

Killing a person is like squeezing a chicken to death, but Meng Hao's anger still hasn't dissipated.

"And him, he...he just said he wanted to trouble my master!" Yan'er pointed at the Taoist Master. The Taoist Master was horrified. The life-and-death crisis broke out at this moment. He said to his evil son,

The degree of hatred was no less than that of the young man's hatred of his protector.

"Damn, damn!!" The Taoist trembled, and he was about to speak, but a cold light flashed in Meng Hao's eyes, and with a finger of his right hand, the Taoist's head immediately collapsed and exploded with a bang.

Like his evil son, both body and soul are destroyed.

Before he died, the Taoist Master's resentment was already overwhelming. Strangely, his resentment towards Meng Hao was not that strong. It was more about his evil son. He did not expect that he would have such hatred in his life.

Wealth and power, because Nizi had provoked people he couldn't mess with, disappeared at this moment.

The people around him were trembling more and more.

"There are them too. They were looking for trouble with my master before!" Yan'er bit her silver teeth and pointed at the people around her. Her fingertips swept across it. Although she couldn't tell who was there just now, she could

In the eyes of everyone, this fingertip was like the gaze of the underworld, which made everyone tremble in their hearts.

"Is there him?" Meng Hao pointed with his right hand. An old man who had previously been indifferent and prepared to kill the Ninth Continent with the Chifeng lineage trembled. Before he could speak, his head exploded with a bang.

"With him?"

"And him?"

"Or is there him?" Meng Hao said calmly. Every time he spoke, as long as Yan'er nodded, her fingertips immediately dropped. There was a monk all around, and his head roared and exploded, and there was no time to even scream.

Gradually, the ground was filled with blood, and Meng Hao killed dozens of people in succession. These dozens of people, without exception, were all cultivators who had previously prepared to join the Chifeng lineage.

And among those who hesitated just now, none of them were chosen by Meng Hao.

There were several others who were originally planning to join the Chifeng lineage, but because of Yan'er's confusion, when these monks' faces were ashen and desperate, Yan'er shook her head, and these monks immediately burst into tears.

This process from death to survival made them feel more grateful to Yan'er than ever before.

The entire Eighth Sect was in deathly silence. Everyone was trembling and kneeling there. Meng Hao's figure was like a god, frightening them to the extreme.

At this moment, the old man in charge of the sky coughed dryly.

"Nine sects, calm down... you've already been punished. Do you really want to destroy this eighth sect?"

Meng Hao raised his head and looked at the old man in charge.

"It is impossible to destroy this sect, and it is impossible to just end it like this." After he finished speaking, he looked into the depths of the eighth sect and suddenly spoke, his voice roaring like thunder.

"Chifeng, get over here!" Meng Hao flicked his sleeve, and immediately the heaven and earth roared, and the sky trembled. Deep in the eighth sect, the Chifeng ancestor hated his own son and grandson to the extreme at this moment.

His face turned pale with bitterness, and he was roaring in his heart, but naturally it was not Meng Hao who was roaring, but his dead children and grandchildren.

In his opinion, these two juniors deserved their death and caused such a big disaster to him and tricked him to death...

Without any hesitation, his body swayed instantly, and in an instant, he appeared in front of Meng Hao.

As soon as he appeared, the Chifeng ancestor immediately cupped his fists and bowed deeply.

"Chifeng...Greetings...Greetings to the Nine Lords." His heart was uneasy at the moment, and he didn't even look at the corpses of his children and grandchildren on either side. If possible, he himself would kill such descendants without hesitation.

Outsiders didn't know the terror of Meng Hao in front of him. How could he not know that he was in the Palace of the Underworld and saw the opponent kill the Eighth Supreme with his own eyes, and even saw the opponent's battle with the golden-robed boy, as well as

The invincibility in the Hades Palace made him extremely frightened here.

Before Meng Hao could say anything, Chifeng bowed and gritted his teeth. He knew what happened today. If he didn't have an explanation for what happened today, he would be dead. In the eyes of others, he seemed to be superior.

The Supreme Eight Origins may even have the chance to become the Nine Origins and become the leader of the eighth sect.

But he understood that even if he really became the Eighth Supreme, he would still need to bow his head to pay respects to this Nine Supremes. At this moment, he gritted his teeth and knew that he could not wait for the other party to make a request. He had to show his sincerity in admitting his mistakes, so his right hand suddenly

He raised his head and slapped his eyebrows hard.

With a bang, his body shattered in an instant, and cracks appeared. Blood flowed out of these cracks. His entire body collapsed and fell into pieces at this moment.

And his soul flew out, trembling in mid-air and bowed to Meng Hao again.

"Please calm down, Jiu Zun..." He couldn't help but bow.

Seeing this scene appear in front of them, the monks around them all took a breath. Everyone in the entire Eighth Sect was paying attention here. Whenever they saw it, their hearts became more trembling, and they looked at Meng Hao even more.

For awe.

Meng Hao looked at Chifeng's soul, and his expression softened a little. If Chifeng hadn't been so straightforward, and if Meng Hao had spoken, he would have lost the possibility of becoming the Nine Origins forever.

And now, although the physical body has been lost, which has a great impact on it, the path to the Nine Origins has not been lost.

Meng Hao took a deep look at the Chifeng Patriarch, withdrew his gaze, took Yan'er with him, turned around, walked toward the world, and disappeared into the Eighth Sect.

His departure allowed the pressure of the Eighth Sect to dissipate, causing everyone to take a deep breath. This day, all the monks of the Eighth Sect will never forget it in their lives——

The third update is here. Dear fellow iOS and Apple friends, I'm sorry for the bug in Qidian... Forgive me for my rudeness last night. The most egregious thing is that the entire Qidian is just like mine. Everyone else is fine. Is it because of peace of mind?
Chapter completed!